The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyHoughton, Mifflin, 1901 - 651 Seiten |
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... mortal affairs necessarily took on the aspect of a tragi - comedy . Yet he was devoted to him to a point singular in so opposite a character , and he told his story of Shelley out of real elements , with fidelity to his own impression ...
... mortal affairs necessarily took on the aspect of a tragi - comedy . Yet he was devoted to him to a point singular in so opposite a character , and he told his story of Shelley out of real elements , with fidelity to his own impression ...
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... mortal scene , Heard not the night - wind's rush , Heard not an earthly sound , Saw but the fairy pageant , Heard but the heavenly strains That filled the lonely dwelling . 80 90 The Fairy's frame was slight - yon fibrous cloud , QUEEN ...
... mortal scene , Heard not the night - wind's rush , Heard not an earthly sound , Saw but the fairy pageant , Heard but the heavenly strains That filled the lonely dwelling . 80 90 The Fairy's frame was slight - yon fibrous cloud , QUEEN ...
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... mortal frailty , that the spirit , Clothed in its changeless purity , may know How soonest to accomplish the great end For which it hath its being , and may Faste That peace which in the end all life will share . This is the meed of ...
... mortal frailty , that the spirit , Clothed in its changeless purity , may know How soonest to accomplish the great end For which it hath its being , and may Faste That peace which in the end all life will share . This is the meed of ...
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Percy Bysshe Shelley George Edward Woodberry. At length his mortal frame was led to death . I stood beside him ; on the torturing cross No pain assailed his unterrestrial sense ; And yet he groaned . Indignantly I summed The massacres ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley George Edward Woodberry. At length his mortal frame was led to death . I stood beside him ; on the torturing cross No pain assailed his unterrestrial sense ; And yet he groaned . Indignantly I summed The massacres ...
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... mortal hope ! Thou glorious prize of blindly working will , Whose rays , diffused throughout all space and time , Verge to one point and blend forever there ! Of purest spirits thou pure dwelling - place Where care and sorrow ...
... mortal hope ! Thou glorious prize of blindly working will , Whose rays , diffused throughout all space and time , Verge to one point and blend forever there ! Of purest spirits thou pure dwelling - place Where care and sorrow ...
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AHASUERUS art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom breast breath bright burning calm cave Cenci child CHORUS clouds cold CYCLOPS CYPRIAN Dæmon dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine Dowden dread dream earth eternal eyes faint fair FAUST fear fire flame fled flowers gentle Gisborne gleam grave green hast hear heart heaven hell hope human kings Laon light lips living look Medwin MEPHISTOPHELES mighty mind moon morning mortal mountains never night o'er ocean pale PANTHEA passed Peter Bell Pisa Posthumous Poems Prometheus Unbound Published Queen Mab round ruin sate scene SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley Shelley's silent SILENUS slaves sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne truth tyrant ULYSSES voice wake wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
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Seite 367 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
Seite 381 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view.
Seite 368 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean...
Seite 314 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Seite 381 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine! I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Seite 380 - And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Seite 316 - Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments. — Die, If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek! Follow where all is fled ! — Rome's azure sky, Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words, are weak The glory they transfuse with fitting truth to speak.
Seite 381 - Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run Like an unbodied joy, whose race is just begun.
Seite 311 - Alas that all we loved of him should be, But for our grief, as if it had not been, And grief itself be mortal ! Woe is me ! Whence are we, and why are we ? of what scene The actors or spectators ? Great and mean Meet massed in death, who lends what life must borrow. As long as skies are blue and fields are green, Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow. XXII. He will awake no more, oh never more ! 'Wake thou,' cried Misery, 'childless...
Seite 380 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.